The unexpected lunch date

It’s 2pm on a Wednesday afternoon. The boss pulled you into a meeting that lasted all morning while you listened to all the boring details of his life. By the end of the meeting all you can think about is escaping to go on your lunch break. When you get back to the office you slam the door and sink down into your chair. As you reach for your keys to leave the phone rings and your secretary informs you of an appointment who has been waiting to see you. You drop your keys back in your desk tightened your tie and prepare for another hour of tedium. When she walks through the door tedium starts to look pretty good to you and it really doesn’t seem all that important to escape.

Her long auburn hair is pulled back to cascade in waves down her back. Vivid hazel eyes highlighted by dark lashes gaze at you with passionate intent. She walks over to your desk without saying a word. Lays both hands flat on the desk leaning down so that the black lace of her bra teases you through the V in her white silk shirt. Her full, moist lips tilt in a smile when she asks you if you’ve had lunch yet. You shake your head no and she grins. She stands up and runs her hands up her body until both of her full breasts are cupped like ripe, juicy peaches. She looks at you as she rolls one dark rosy nipple between her fingers and asks if you want dessert with a wicked look in her eye.

She walks around the desk to stand next you and places one black high heeled clad foot on the desk in front of you. She leans down and runs her fingers into your hair, scraping her teeth along your lip, teasing your mouth with her tongue. She unbuttons her blouse revealing her lush breasts cupped in black lace, her nipples taut and begging you to suck them. Her finger nails scratch along the back of your neck as you run your hands up along her black silk stockings, your fingers gripping tighter along her creamy thighs pushing her tight black skirt up until it bunches at her hips revealing her dripping wet pussy for your pleasure. She moans and digs her fingers into your shoulders when you slide two fingers hard and fast into her tight whole. You watch her thighs quiver as your tongue flicks across her clit. Your other hand squeezes her breast as you suck her clit deeper into your mouth. She moans and you feel her body tighten around your fingers.

You stand up and grab her hips with both hands quickly turning her around so her ass is pressed against your throbbing hard cock. You roll her nipple between your fingers until it’s hard and her moans are deep and pleading. You unzip your pants, your belt slapping her lightly on the ass, and grab your cock. You bend her over the desk with her ass in the air and finger her while you stroke your cock. When she is wet and dripping into your hand you slowly slide your cock inside her tight, wet pussy. You grab her hips and hold her still as you slide every inch inside her. Slowly you start slide in and out, teasing her, making her moan. You run your hand over her hip sliding your fingers over her clit, rubbing it in slow circles, making her even hotter. She pushes back against you wanting your cock deeper inside her. Your fingers rubbing her clit faster as you slide your cock inside her harder. Long, hard, deep strokes that turn her moans into begging. You feel her muscles tighten around you squeezing you as she begs you to fuck her. You pull almost all the way out and tease her with your fingers rubbing and pinching her clit. When she cums all over your cock you grab her hair and pull just enough to arch her back and hold her still as you shove your cock as deep as it will go. She moans your name as your cock slides in and out of her harder and faster with every stroke. One hand in her hair the other hand gripping her hip you fuck her until your both ready to cum. She screams as she cums again when you bury your hard, throbbing cock all the way inside her and cum hot and wet.

You stand her up and run your hand up the front of her body cupping her breast and kiss her neck. She stretches and arches her back pressing her ass against you. She turns around with a smile on her face and kisses you. As she walks away from the desk she straightens her clothes. At the door she looks back slides the wedding ring you gave her 5 years ago back on her finger and says she’ll see you at home. After she leaves you laugh because once again she took your tie back home with her. As you pull an extra one out of your desk you can’t help but imagine her at home cooking dinner in nothing but the tie she just stole.